Music was blaring loudly from insane of Genevieve’s room at her mansion in the Hansen District. Makeup, jewels, boots and ripped magazines were scattered all over the place. Two girls were laughing and having a party of their own. She had to thank Joseph for introducing Zoey to her, she was just the kind of girl she liked to hang out with.
They had a lot in common, she thought. Several pills were tossed across her boudoir, a bong ready to be lighten up and traces of some mysterious white powder over her golden framed mirror, still with a card on it. Genevieve loved that thrill, all of that poisonous substances running through her dead veins. Beside her Zoey was jumping up and down shouting the lyrics of the song they were listening to. The whole room was an entire mess, and they were higher than a kite at that point.
But they didn’t care, bad girls don’t care about those kinds of things.
“Remind me–!” she said as she jumped on the bed by her side, bursting into laughter every few seconds “To invite Joseph next time!”
The brunette held hands with the werewolf, seeing sun going though her bright pink hair. The kept on dancing until the bass made the walls shake, and she being dancing her way down before falling onto the covers, exhausted.
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